Ears is sick. Again. I don't know if I can keep the old guy healthy much longer. The dear old fellow. He is one of the oldest cats on the farm, and he seems to be struggling with a number of ailments. Today we noticed that after squatting in the snow, he left a red spot. I've had him on meds for UTI a number of times, but I cannot put him on a strict diet since he is a barn cat (and he is very happy being so). He also has been pulling his fur out--which I can usually stop by giving him flea med, but this time it did not seem to help. I'll see what I can do.
Today it is snowing. Yesterday it was snowing. Tomorrow it is suppose to be snowing. I am so glad it is a weekend and that my hubby is home! The snow is very wet--soggy. It packs easily, and it is hard to plow the lane. The tractor has had to be pulled out of the ditch twice already.
Our church services were canceled today. The scanner chatter indicated that a couple of the snowplows had gotten stuck this morning and our church is at the top of a hill in the country, accessed by a steep, narrow road. I spent extra time knitting on my prayer afghan this morning.
I've been doing some blog surfing lately. Not a lot, really, just dipping in once in a while to see what is new. I'm quite amazed at the amount of thoughts that are written up by busy homeschooling moms. I wonder where they get the time, not time to write on their blogs, but time to actually have all those thoughts rubbing against each other within their minds.
I use to do a lot of chattering and thinking out loud, and I loved to dance with new ideas, to discuss and argue (the rhetorical type of argue, not the heated type of discussion). At one point in my life, however, I discovered that not everyone wanted to chatter and discuss. Some people actually find this boring and go out of their way to avoid it. Somewhere along this journey of life, I came to the conclusion that it was time to pull my thoughts within and ponder them in my heart (isn't that what the Bible says Mary the mother of Jesus did?). Sometimes I am better at this than others; sometimes I forget and go off on a tangent of chatter. Overall, however, I have learned some new and worthwhile things through this process.
Before we moved to the farm, I had many friends. They, too, had small children, and we spent time on the phone and in each others' homes. After we moved, the number of people I would see each week dropped considerably, and few of them had young children. It was the perfect time to learn how to keep a quiet heart.
Interestingly, though, I've found that the less I debate and the more I ponder, the less I seem to know. It reminds me of what Elisabeth Elliot has quoted her first husband to have said--that he wished he were as certain about one thing as Elisabeth was of everything. I no longer hold as many absolute opinions on how to raise a child. I am not certain I know as much about scripture as I use to. When people want to know about homeschooling, I tend to be less adamant about the right and wrong ways of doing it.
I have not decided if I have learned to walk the way of wisdom or if I've lost the ability to think.
Maybe time will tell.
Do not forget to take the time to find the beauty in your life--